DNF Meets Harry Potter

Chapter 245 Death Plan

The meditation method unique to the dimension walker has already tempered Karl's spiritual will to be extremely powerful, and the strange animal nature was instantly suppressed by him.

Through the powerful perception ability, the deformed self is clearly reflected in the mind.

The feathers all over the body are as white as snow. The feathers on the head are dense and short like a small turban; the feathers on the back are thick and thick like a snow-white windbreaker; the feathers on the abdomen are soft like a blanket on the ground.

It has a pair of small black pearl-like eyes on its face, a small red mouth with a sharp red mouth under the eyes, and a pair of sharp small claws.

Small head, very, very flexible eyes, petite body, snow-white feathers - this is obviously a pigeon (咕咕咕~ pigeon, pigeon~)...

"A pigeon? It's okay, although it doesn't have much fighting power, but at least it's good for scouting and running around..." Carl thought in his heart.

It took a long time to transform for the first time, and when Karl realized that everything had stabilized, he tried to control his body.

"Googoogoo~..."

He tried to scream twice, then flapped his wings and flew towards the sky. His white curve broke through the layers of branches of the trees in the Forbidden Forest, and finally landed perfectly on the ground and changed back to his original appearance in an instant~...

"How about it, my Animagus transformation is not bad!"

A plan that has been put on hold for a long time has finally come to an end, and Karl is in a very good mood at the moment. He waved at Naiyali who was opposite, with a satisfied smile on his face.

"Barely, it's okay. Although it's not good-looking, it's okay to look at."

Naiyali glanced at him with some disgust. In her opinion, birds like pigeons are not yet top-notch.

"..."

Karl shrugged helplessly, stepped forward and took Niyari's right hand and walked towards the castle together...

...

In the empty Gryffindor common room, the three of Harry were discussing how to use their own power to solve this terrorist attack and capture Voldemort's thing.

Soon, they decided to test Malfoy, because Harry knew from known information that the thing first flowed out of their house, and then was picked up by a young wizard and entered Hogwarts.

"Malfoy won't tell us anything about that thing~..."

Ron lay on the sofa and said with a headache.

"We are wizards, sometimes we have to learn to be flexible..."

Hermione put down her face and covered the tome of magic books, and replied with some hesitation.

"We can use Polyjuice Potion. After taking this potion, it can temporarily change the appearance of one person into another. Maybe you can try to become Crabbe and Goyle.

Then……"

Hermione spread out the magic book in her hand, then pointed to the content on it and said.

"There is such a magical potion?!"

Harry and Ron, who are scumbags, have never heard of Compound Potion. The two of them stared round, shocked and surprised at the same time. They were still thinking about how to get Malfoy to speak, but they didn't expect Her Min has already thought of a way.

"But~..., the specific cooking method of the compound decoction is in the restricted area, and some potions are very precious, and it will take another month~..."

After the surprise of the two, Hermione immediately poured cold water on it.

"The approval note in the restricted section is simple. We can find Professor Lockhart, and all we need to do is praise him. He doesn't necessarily read the content on it!"

Ron thought for a while and gave a solution to one of the problems.

"As for the potion ingredients, we can go to Snape's storage room. I have an invisibility cloak. It is unlikely that he will find out. Even if he finds out, he will not do anything to me. At most, he will shut me up confinement."

Harry thought of what Carl told him about Snape's past, pondered for a while and gave a specific solution.

"Then let's split up! I'll go to Professor Lockhart to get the approval note, and you go to find the potion!"

Hermione quickly closed the magic book on her lap, and immediately stood up to assign tasks to everyone.

...

"Ron, don't squeeze, such a big invisibility cloak can completely cover both of us no matter what!"

Harry tugged at a corner of the Invisibility Cloak, feeling himself being stepped on, and said grinning.

"Harry~..., I'm so flustered! If Snape finds out, we're going to die, he'll definitely kill us!"

Ron's legs were trembling uncontrollably now. The scene where he was caught talking badly behind Snape's back a few days ago was constantly impacting his young heart. Normally, it was too late for him to see Snape hiding, but today he didn't know if he had a convulsion or something, but he wanted to steal his potion ingredients!

"Let me correct you first, I'm the one who screwed you, I guess it's nothing serious..." After patiently listening to Ron's complaints, Harry said with a heart-to-heart.

"..."

For some reason, Ron suddenly wanted to say MMP. Is this what people say? Too doggy!

"Click~..."

In the closed potion storage room, a strange sound suddenly came from the door.

"Shut up, someone is coming!"

Harry hurriedly covered Ron's mouth, and the two of them crouched in the corner tremblingly under the Invisibility Cloak, praying to Merlin for protection.

A familiar black figure appeared in front of them through the silver-gray flowing side of the invisibility cloak. It was Snape!

Ron's eyes widened immediately, resisting the physical and mental discomfort, trying not to let himself make a sound. He knew that the invisibility cloak could block magical detection, but the movement of the people inside could not be concealed.

Snape flung his cloak angrily and closed the door. His face was gloomy, and he seemed to be in a bad mood.

Because the weather was getting colder and colder after Christmas, a cold suddenly caught up among the students, and since there was only one healer in the school hospital, Madam Pomfrey, who was too busy, they had to ask him, the Potions professor, for help.

Recently, he has been busy living a two-person world with Lily. Originally, he wanted to refuse, but Dumbledore had already spoken, so he had no choice but to agree.

Originally, it was nothing to boil some potions for treating colds. At most, it would take him some time, but generally speaking, it was within his acceptable range.

Because of their similar professions and the fact that they were both masters of potions, Madam Pomfrey was not afraid that Snape would be a disservice to her. The two worked together to brew the potion and finally contained the momentum of the flu. But where there's a hot spot, there's that idiot Lockhart.

He bounced back and forth between the school hospital and his potions workshop, clamoring for some potions for himself to cure a cold while telling the young wizards to believe him.

He also claimed that he had collected it with great difficulty during his adventures, and now that he dedicated it to Hogwarts for free, he moved a lot of little witches to tears on the spot.

His publicity was very effective, and the students believed him. The Forgiver suit that Carl made for him, coupled with his years of experience in deception, was enough to scare the young wizards who had not yet entered the society. I was stunned for a moment.

But the effect of his so-called potion prescription is really hard to describe...

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like